And searching YouTube for some of her favorite musicians. At least, the ones that stuck in my memory. *wry smile*

For your enjoyment:

Blossom Dearie — "Don't Wait Too Long"

Bob Dorough — "But For Now"

Thelonious Monk — "'Round Midnight"

The Bobs — "White Room"Sadly, the only Bobs tracks I could find were from well into the 21st century, so (to my ear) the lineup is all wrong. That's supposed to be Gunnar Bob on lead vocals, dammit! *sulks*

The Beatles — the first few tracks from Sgt. PepperWhen I went off to college, among the things I packed were all the Beatles albums. About a week after I'd been gone, the phone in our room rang. I answered, to hear my mother say, "You little bitch, bring back my Beatles albums! I mean, hello, I love you, bring back my Beatles albums!"

Tobacco is evil. So why does smoking look so damn sexy sometimes? I sooo wanted this picture painted on the back of my black leather jacket, but didn't know any artists I felt I could ask to do it:

And closing with a last Jazz Butcher track, because I was seriously in love with him during my late teens, so she listened to a lot of his music... and because this song makes me cry almost every time I hear it.

Having finally pulled myself together from the gut-wrenching weepfest that this post of yours induced, let me just say that I really really miss her. And I love you and I wish I didn't live so far away.